She undressed slowly and when she naked she started to touch herself. It was amazing she sat on the bench facing the camera rubbing her wet cunt. When...she was done pleasuring herself she got up and went into the shower. The showers were in a seperate room of the locker room. They were single stalled and it was very dark at night even with the lights from the other room on. Which was perfect for me because i was able to sneak up behind her wearing all black with a ski mask and a knife. I. She moans and cries without restraint and doesn't care -- she could be anywhere, she could be within a stadium full of people and she would not care. She bucks her hips against the object, allowing it within her, her legs splayed wide, accepting the intruder within her body. It delves deeper within her in reply. Her cries reach a peak and then, silence. She freezes, her body still, but her eyes and mouth open, as if in shock. Then, her head rocks right back, her eyes shut tight again, her face. They just got up, when they'd finished, threw the spunk filled rubber on the ground and casually walked off.It was, obviously mostly men who frequented the bushes, but a couple of times an older woman and much younger girl used to come into the bushes. The older woman was very attractive, probably in her early forties, good figure, always tartly dressed usually with quite high heels, a short skirt and always showing the tops of her tan stockings and the much younger girl was probably only about. Maybe we could have him meet Bot-bot," Terri said. Bella was one of the kids in the home-schooling group we worked with. "She thinks Bot-bot's neat." We'll talk with Bella's mom," Tina said. "We don't want them to think we're abusing Humphrey." Tina turned to me. "Humphrey's the biggest, goofiest basset hound you ever imagined. He loves kids. Bot-bot? I dunno." Back to Terri and the gang she instructed, "Okay, you guys write up your observations of today's experiment. Explain what you observed.